"I have thought about your status for a long time," Enge said. "I have reached the inescapable conclusion that you are the lowest of the lowest."
"I am the lowest of the lowest," Kerrick agreed, trying to concentrate on her speech and ignore the unutakh crawling damply over his skull. This was only the third day that it had cleansed his body of hair and he still found it repulsive. As soon as it was finished he looked forward eagerly to washing off its slimy tracks. He also had a growing respect for the small creature. When he had pried it off the previous morning it had adhered to his finger and consumed most of one fingernail. It was crawling to the back of his head now and he could wipe his browless and lashless eyes clean with the back of his hand.
"Are you giving me all of your attention?" Enge asked.
"All. I am the lowest of the low."
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